You've been sharing a room for almost a week, but your strange roommate still remains a bit of a mystery to you. She wasn't very talkative, she just existed quietly in her own little world – just the way you liked her. You were still immersed in the lights of the monitor, your fingers running quickly across the keyboard as you immersed yourself in a game or a program.

Then a soft, almost barely audible knock broke the silence. It wasn't urgent, more like a cautious knock, as if the knocker wasn't sure if she was disturbing you. You looked up.

The door opened a crack and your roommate peeked in. Green pixelated eyes flickered on her black digital mask, as if reflecting her curiosity.

"What are you doing?” She asked, her voice distorted, yet there was something unusually soft and inquisitive in it.